Woke from dreaming but it took convincing
I was shaking screaming I was still alive
And you were picking strangers by the side of roadways
Little little let the danger unfold
You can do what you do if you think you'll take it
You can do what you do if you are that way inclined
"Protection"
Excuse me.
Pardon me...
Eh? Oh...
How can I help you?
Where is the entrance to the Uffizi Gallery?
Oh, you go right through there...
Thank you very much.
Okay, let's go.
The Neptune Fountain- by Ammannati.
--Ammannati...? --That's right.
It certainly is a marvelous sculpture.
Nah, all Ammannati did was waste lots of marble.
My name is Jean-Louis Bataille.
I'm a French cosmetics salesman.
Filippo Adani.
I, well, do finances...
Are you on a trip?
Yes, I brought my sister Florence along on my business trip.
I thought she might like Firenze.
Florence? Was one of your parents born here?
Yes. I'm told my mother was.
But how did you know?
'Florence' comes from the name 'Firenze'.
And the name 'Jean' originates from 'John the Baptist'.
He's Firenze's guardian saint.
Did you come to Firenze on business, too?
No, I'm on vacation.
I've worked much too hard as far as Italians go,
so I leisurely made my way here from Milan.
That statue is known as The Rape of the Sabine Woman.
Three people were carved out of one block of marble.
According to legend, when Rome was first founded,
only rowdy men lived there- there weren't enough brides.
So they invited people from the next town over to a festival
and stole their women.
They stole them?
I guess girls just didn't like them...
--You certainly are knowledgeable. --Not really...
If you wouldn't mind, could you show us around Firenze?
Oh, but if you stay with me too long--
No, I'd be delighted to.
Did you used to study art?
Actually, I was once an art student here in Firenze.
I guess you grew bored of this gallery?
No, not at all.
I did indeed visit on many occasions,
but my mood changed my impression of it each time.
It would be boring one time and fresh another.
Florence. Are you bored?
Not at all.
I don't really understand the difficult things,
but I get goose bumps whenever I look at statues or paintings.
You're quite a receptive girl.
You must get ecstatic when you hear the names Botticelli or Lippi.
Lippi?
You know who Botticelli is. His first instructor was Filippo Lippi.
--Filippo? --That's right.
It's getting crowded.
Well, it is the Uffizi Gallery.
Are those two tourists?
They could be from the Social Welfare Agency.
You mean that order to watch out for little girls?
Yeah...
If we're worried about little girls, forget walking around outside.
I got near her earlier--
she seemed to be hiding something in her coat.
It's probably just a stuffed animal or something.
Maybe.
Both of her hands were pure white.
If she were an assassin, she would have trained quite a bit.
Should we wait for her to be alone tonight?
It can't take too long.
Tell the guys outside to get her when she goes somewhere empty.
Right, Cristiano-san.
This is an art gallery, Guglielmo!
Are you trying to insult Italy's treasures?!
No, I was just--
Tell them no gunfire in any galleries or churches.
Yes, sir.
Filippo-san.
I just remembered something, so I need to make a phone call.
Could you watch Florence in the meantime?
Of course.
Please take your time. I'll meet you at the exit.
Florence. You stay with Filippo-san, now.
I will.
I know it's full of art museums and churches!
Yeah. It's an order from Cristiano-san.
Alright. Don't forget.
Where the hell in Firenze are we supposed to attack?
Don't move.
--Drop the phone. --A-alright...
Are you assassins for Bigliazzi?
Or are you from the R.F.?
No funny business. Having your neck snapped really hurts.
You wouldn't dare...!
Why not?
The police have rules...
You can't just kill people...
I can kill you for two reasons.
One; I'm not a police officer.
Two; I hate assassins and terrorists.
You used to study art, right?
That's right.
Why didn't you become an artist?
Two reasons.
One; I had no artistic talent.
Two; I had to carry on my father's work
because I had mathematical talent for some reason.
If you like paintings so much, why not become an artist now?
The older you get, the fewer the possibilities that remain.
I can't now...
What do you want to be when you grow up?
What do I want to be...?
Mull it over as much as you want.
You're still full of possibilities.
Your brother's a nice person.
He'll let you experience all sorts of things while you're still young.
Yes, my brother is nice.
Ready to talk?
I'll ask again. Who are you with?
T-the Republican Faction...
Why are you following Filippo?
To eliminate him and recover Mr. Bigliazzi's private ledger...
See, that wasn't so bad.
Up.
Ministry of Tourism, Firenze Office.
Jean from HQ Section 2.
I'm currently in Uffizi.
There's a man in an off-limits bathroom- take him.
There will likely be one more incident,
so prepare a car and keep the police busy.
--I'm sorry I kept you waiting. --Not at all.
Florence. Did you behave yourself?
Yes.
Where to next?
I'm a little exhausted. Why don't we rest somewhere quiet?
Good idea. In that case...
We're dealing with the R.F. Exterminate them all.
Understood.
These back alleys are really nice.
Yes...
Filippo Adani?
Is the ledger inside that case?
Hand it over quietly and Mr. Bigliazzi will overlook this.
Come back with us to Milan. Otherwise...
...some innocent people will pay.
--Alright! --Filippo-san.
It's all right.
Damn it!
Filippo! Run!
Rico! Come on!
Who in the world are you?!
I'll skip the lengthy explanation,
but we're with an intelligence agency.
I take it you're Mr. Bigliazzi's accountant?
So you knew?
The ledger you took proves that he's giving funds to the R.F.?
That's right.
Is there anything else?
The reason they're so eager to get rid of you.
Oh...
I heard them discussing their latest terrorist plot.
They probably don't want word to leak out...
I see.
You can tell me all about it later.
Why did you betray your employer?
I don't mean to boast, but I've never even snuck onto a train
or gotten a parking ticket.
When I quit my art and became an accountant like my father wanted...
...I learned of my his continued tax evasion for 20 years
and his funding of terrorist groups.
I didn't want any part of it, so I ran off with the ledger.
I knew Bigliazzi was in cahoots with the police,
and if I was going to be assassinated,
I wanted to see Firenze one last time...
Jean-san.
Multiple footsteps are coming this way.
Filippo. I assume you're a conscription dodger?
Military service is the duty of all citizens;
I was with the border patrol for 13 months!
Then you know how to use this.
--See him?! --No.
Damn it!
Giuse. Where are you?
On standby in the branch office car.
We're on our way to the Grazie Bridge; let's meet up there.
Understood.
Rico. You and Filippo cut through the courtyard
and make for the Arno River.
Grazie Bridge will be on your left.
Yes, sir.
Grab my hand.
Say, Florence...
Was what you said at the Uffizi a lie, too?
I'm not good at lying, so Jean-san does it for me.
I see...
Here they come.
Step on it.
Hurry.
Don't let 'em get away! Cristiano-san will kill us!
I know! I know!
We don't want tourists involved.
Let's lure them to a deserted area.
Understood.
Giuse-san. Can I shoot now?
Wait just a little longer.
Damn you...!
Can I now?
Alright, go ahead.
Hang in there. We'll get you to a doctor soon.
I was prepared for this.
I'm satisfied being able to die in a city as beautiful as this.
I was even able to say farewell to Botticelli and Lippi.
I'm tired of living.
Filippo-san.
I won't stop you if you want to die that badly,
but I think it would be a waste.
I think Botticelli and Lippi would be happier
if you drew paintings in this world.
And besides, Firenze is such a beautiful city...
Yes. That it is...
"Fairy Tale"